She’s out there,Alone,Away.
I sit here, wondering about the futureFor it bears the answers to the uncertaintiesWhether she’ll be able to understandWhat she should feel…
It’s the subtlety of those momentsWe spend together that’s charmingIt’s those words, we never saidThat makes our story enticing.
Then there wereThese timesWhen we fought
There is one more thing to sayBefore I let you sway away. I told you stories, few But remember, they’re just for you.
And then she told me“Not again, I’m sorry”I was hurt and lonely“I’ll be fine, don’t you worry”
I called youNot once did you call backAm I too late?Is there anything I lack?I am fragileI’m weakNot apart even by…
Waiting for Just a glance,An addiction to her fragrance.It’s seductive and exclusive,Subtle, yet elegantly elusive.The charm of the words…
Overwhelmed,Just by the thought of it all.